Rough night

Poor J. We had a rough night last night.

Around 8:45 I get tired and need my space, and it's when everyone wants to make their demands all at once. I got in bed with the babies right at 9, but J didn't want to sleep. So for half an hour while I'm nursing A, J is running across the room and crashing on the bed. Over. And over. And over. Hurt me crashing into my back and then hurt himself hitting his head on my elbow during another crash. Finally he decided he was ready to sleep, and he closed the gate in my doorway, then closed the door and came to lie down. And then he tossed and turned. And turned and tossed. And then a little bit of rolling on top of Mommy for good measure. And A acted like he still wanted to nurse, but he didn't really want to nurse, so I had J restless on one side of me and A fussy on the other side, and I couldn't handle it anymore.

So I got up and put A in the playpen and got on the computer for a while, and J was at the gate in the hallway crying "Mommy mommy I need mommy" and I let him. I felt bad but I needed a little space, just for a little bit. 15-20 minutes later, I gave J a cup of water and had him get in bed, then I got A and got back in bed. J drank the little bit of water in his sippy and then chewed on the spout for a minute or two until I filled the cup with more water in the bathroom. Then he lay in bed and drank a little more until he fell asleep cuddling his cup.

Tonight was slightly similar, he woke up around 9pm and didn't want to go back to sleep with me just lying next to him, so I took him to get a drink of milk from the fridge, and then put him back in bed with his water cup and he went to sleep again.